The Unspeakable Spawn: Notes of a Nanyang Archivist

I inherited my uncle’s archive in the South Seas, thinking I’d only have to sort through some old colonial documents. That was until I found his research notes in a sealed room: “When the stars are aligned, the Sleeper will awaken in the womb of the archipelago.” Islands that should not exist began appearing on the sea, and fishermen brought back scales covered in non-Euclidean geometry. Then last night, I noticed the same patterns beginning to emerge beneath my skin…